Verse 1: Tell mi when Niggas will stop sending other niggas to the pen Bitches will stop hating other bitches for their men People player hating other people will it end Listen to the blend, tell them come again Fake ass niggas they can never be my friends Back stabbing fools I think its time you comprehend We making crazy money so stop watching what we spend We multiply by ten Selassie fly the gate I trample all my enemies cause man a hold the faith Mi naw go call no name mi friend But nuff a dem nuh straight We busy making money nuff a dem a player hate Dem fassy deh a bait, well Beenie Man yuh great Survival of the fittest and the vibe I generate And people give me money for the style that I create Even to this date, nuff a dem nuh rate The works that I perform and all the good I instigate So yuh want to run the place? Well yuh better wait Cause nuff a unno want fi box the food outta mi plate You old pirate Chorus: Haters and fools, treating me cruel Putting me down, don't want them around Sons acting crazy, for money and cars Fools wanna see, me go behind bars Verse 2 They want to see me die They wanna see me die no doubt Beenie Man shining and they all wanna get me out Know that they don't like me from the day I came about Fassys are behind my back running up their We be rolling twenty deep and niggas got clout Big up my colleagues who making money down south Sailing the Caribbean in million dollar boats In winter we'll be wearing fur coats Unfortunately, me and the fassy them at war Judging from my jewellery you can tell I am a star No ordinary fool can't push a fifty-G car Nuff a dem a suffer and we all know who they are Lot a them don't like us cause their money fits in jars We making fat bank account and living like Tzars Snitches are working for me to be behind bars This time they went a little too far